a box, you say?

I don’t know what you and your best friend do together, but my best friend and I curl up under blankets on her couch and drink tea and eat turkish delight and sometimes I bake things. It’s a solid arrangement.

I was over at my best friend’s house earlier this week to hang out / await a furniture delivery / chat, when she mentioned that she needed to make brownies for a work-related event the next day. She then pulled out a small glass mixing bowl and a boxed gluten-free brooksters mix.

Despite appearances, to the trained eye (i.e. mine), this was not a subtle request for supervision, or even a meek sorry-you-have-to-watch-me-bake-while-we-hang-out apology.

So I did what any good friend (or compulsive baker) would do, and made the brooksters for her. With the caveat that I got to try one (or two).

For a gluten-free treat, they were chewy and delicious. For a boxed mix, they were mind-blowing. I wouldn’t go as far as to say I’m a convert, but I now am a slightly more optimistic skeptic.

Here’s to friendship, caffeine, and cookies. For the next few months, I’ll be hibernating in and around the corners of the earth that include these things.

Brooksters made using Williams Sonoma Baked Brookster Mix, which I’ve just learned is apparently no longer available online. Go forth and be better than me: make your own!